The stage is dramatically stark, bathed in blood-red, with only brother Finneas and drummer Andrew Marshall on the riser behind her. She opens all-strobing with Bury a Friend, dressed in a white graffitied shirt, shorts and kneepads, her hair in black bunches, like a missing member of Suicide Squad. And she has the eviscerating show to match: part vampire rave, part Disney fantasy, which takes the audience to dizzying heights (and not just because she performs a bunch of songs in a cherry picker).Įilish is celebrated for her quiet/loud, whisper/bosh dynamics, and they are of widescreen levels here, in an emotional yo-yo that’s unnervingly banging one minute and surprisingly intimate the next. But it’s these bashful confessions and say-what-you-feel relatability that has helped make her one of the world’s biggest stars. Now another to add: at 20, this performance makes her the youngest festival headliner in Coachella history. She’s right, her trajectory since she made her Coachella debut in 2019 has been breathlessly fast, already with two chart-topping albums, a Bond theme, seven Grammy awards and the hearts of pretty much every kid with TikTok on her endless list of achievements.
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